Immortal Space

In the 18th year of Wang Hong's retreat, on this day, there was a sudden storm in Qizhou Island, and the surrounding spiritual energy crazily converged towards the central Wangcheng.

Qizhou Island was originally full of aura, but now it has gathered in Wangcheng, with the palace as the center, the aura around it is condensed into water mist.

Mu Xianzi was guarding outside the secret room of Wang Hong's retreat, when she suddenly felt this scene, she immediately beamed with joy.

She has been waiting here for eighteen years. During these eighteen years, due to Wang Hong's prohibition, she could not leave the palace for half a step.

As a result, she has never touched a man for eighteen years, and she is really lonely.

She is proficient in the technique of nourishing and nourishing. She has not been nourished for eighteen years, and she feels that her appearance has become much haggard.

At this moment, with the palace as the center, it was already drizzling, and these raindrops were all formed by the condensation of spiritual energy.

These spiritual rains fell into the garden of the palace. The flowers and plants absorbed the spiritual rain and grew rapidly, and some weeds slowly transformed into spiritual grass.

In the secret room, Wang Hong sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, and the Nascent Soul in his body had countless cracks at this moment.

Rays of rays of light penetrated the body from the cracks, illuminating the entire secret room.

At this moment, the aura from the outside world is frantically pouring into Wang Hong's body, into the Nascent Soul, and it seems that something is about to break out of the Nascent Soul.

With the continuous influx of spiritual energy, the cracks on the Nascent Soul grew bigger and bigger, and then fell off piece by piece, turning into pure mana, which merged into the cracks.

When the outer layer of the Nascent Soul fell off, a luminous little figure in the Nascent Soul was revealed, whose appearance was the same as that of Wang Hong.

This is the primordial spirit of the monk, and it is truly conceived at this moment.

From the earliest time, during the Qi training period, to the foundation establishment and other realms, it is all about cultivating the primordial spirit, allowing the primordial spirit to grow and grow continuously, and it is only at this moment that it really takes shape.

At this moment, the aura of heaven and earth pouring in was absorbed, and quickly converted into its own mana, and entered this little light man.

The light man has absorbed these mana and is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For this scene on Qizhou Island, the surrounding monks have already been alarmed, especially the monks in Harbor City who feel the deepest.

Knowledgeable monks can also recognize it naturally, this should be the vision of the Nascent Soul cultivator's promotion to Transformation God.

"If there is a cultivator who transforms spirits in Qizhou Island, even if there is only one, he can definitely rank among the first-class forces."

"That's right, Qizhou Island was originally powerful, with a large number of Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators, and now it is like a tiger with wings added."

"It's because I have the most insight. I have already said that forces like Qizhou Island should make friends with each other as soon as possible."

"Well! Someone in Qizhou Island has been promoted to become a god, and there will definitely be a ceremony for transforming gods. We should prepare some suitable gifts in advance."

"Fellow daoists, don't worry, there is still a final hurdle for the transformation of the gods. You need to overcome the catastrophe before you can officially become the god of transformation. If you fail to pass the catastrophe, it will be a waste of work."

"Yes, let's observe the catastrophe of transforming gods again, maybe we will have some insights into practice."

Several people saw that what the monk said was very reasonable, so they were not in a hurry, and waited and watched the changes first.

Most of them don't know anything about the knowledge of the god transformation period, and now they can take the opportunity to learn more.

In case I also have the opportunity to be promoted to Huashen after a few years, I always have an idea.

After another two hours, the surrounding aura finally stopped converging towards Qizhou Island, but a large dark cloud appeared in the sky.

Thunder and lightning slowly condensed in the dark clouds. At this time, a radiant human-shaped phantom flashed in the air, raising its eyes to stare suspiciously at the Jieyun in the sky.

"I didn't expect that this senior had just been promoted to Huashen, and his primordial spirit was already three feet tall. It's amazing." A young man in white exclaimed.

"Isn't it amazing that the soul is three feet tall?" A monk who was watching beside him asked curiously.

"Of course it's amazing. For ordinary monks who have just entered the Huashen, the height of their primordial spirit is only less than one foot."

The young man in white seemed to realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he quickly shut up and stopped talking, allowing the two people around him to test him, and never said a word.

Due to the blockade of the major forces, it is difficult for ordinary monks to know the content related to Huashen.

Now that they were lucky enough to meet someone who knew the inside story, they naturally wanted to find out some news from it. The last few people could only shake their heads in disappointment and continue to look at the sky above Qizhou Island.

At this time, a wrist-thick thunderbolt had already formed in the air, and it fell towards Wang Hong's primordial spirit.

The light man in the air was hit by this blow, the light dimmed a little, and his whole body trembled.

There are six paths in the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation, one is stronger than the other, and the first path is only the weakest.

If you can't bear this kind of thunder calamity, and your soul is scattered by the thunder disaster, you will lose your soul and have no chance to enter reincarnation.

Therefore, when some monks knew that they could not survive the thunder tribulation, they directly gave up crossing the tribulation and changed to the way of loose immortals.

The primordial spirit that has not completed the catastrophe can no longer merge with its own body. The fleshy body will gradually rot if it loses the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit will gradually dissipate after losing the physical body for a long time.

The so-called Dao of Sanxian is to give up one's physical body and practice exclusively with the primordial spirit. It is said that if you practice to the end, you will eventually become a fairy.

These are the information he got in the inheritance of the cultivator who transformed into gods, but the inheritance did not elaborate on how to practice Sanxian.

Therefore, Wang Hong is unable to practice Sanxian Kung Fu, and now he has only one way to survive the catastrophe safely.

After a thunder calamity, although the primordial spirit suffered some blows, he found that his primordial spirit became more solidified.

Soon, the second lightning tribulation also struck down, striking Wang Hong's primordial spirit again, making the light all over his body dim again, and also felt that the primordial spirit was more solidified.

Then came the third, and the fourth catastrophe was survived by him.

But when it came to the fifth catastrophe, the thunder was already as thick as a bucket. Wang Hong didn't dare to push it any further, so he quickly sacrificed a shield and blocked it in front of him.

At this moment, this huge thunderbolt directly smashed his shield into pieces.

After a little less force, it came back again, still thicker than his thigh, and he quickly threw out a shield again.

After this shield was also shattered, the remaining tribulation thunder was finally almost the same as the second one, and Wang Hong directly withstood it with his soul.

However, the fifth tribulation thunder had just ended, and the sixth tribulation thunder had already formed. This tribulation thunder was at least several times larger than the fifth tribulation thunder.

If there is no particularly powerful defensive magic weapon, this last tribulation thunder is enough to kill Wang Hong several times.

At this moment, I saw Wang Hong's hands fluttering like butterflies wearing flowers, and soon a rune condensed in the void in front of him.

After the rune shone in the air for a while, it merged into Wang Hong's primordial spirit.